Rain Rain
Finally you came again
Like every year
Move from planes to top
Be on and off
Wipe farmer's tears.
Go to Rayalaseema
Attend the Vidarbha region
Fall over field and jungle
dance in Madhya Pradesh
South Gujrat, Sourashtra
Odisha and West Bengal.
Dance like Natraj
In entire peninsular India
Come down with cyclone
Pour with thunder and lightening
At foot hills of Punjab
Form a trough over all the six Jones.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This looks like a lost portion of 'Meghdoot' rediscovered by the poet. Nicely written with a pan-Indian approach. Thanks.